Jack City Video (MV)

I've been moving silent
That sly cooper
Saving money in my wallet
From out of space like star troopers
Ran up the stairs like rocky
I saw my vision it was in my hand
Last year I almost dropped it
For messing with them fake niggas
Who pull triggers, love popping

Momma always told me
Watch who I hang with
Hard time believing that
I was on young my shit
Then they started plotting on me
Always on some dumb
Crazy how we bust them licks
Then y'all went and turn on me

Went to jail, 7 times
Realized, those real lies
Got a job, made a little
Dissapeared, in disguise

On my own is how I do it
Hate being broke
Yeah, I've been threw it
Started from the gutter
No shit, no sewage's
Lifes full of walls
B I pushed threw it
Blunts into bands
All bills in my hands
Got my clothes all black
From Japan
Twinkle bell chick
Red hair, never land
Crushed my soul
Remade it out of sand

I know when I started
Man, I couldn't look back
Some niggas call me queasy
But my pops call me jack
& I had to realize that
That I couldn't just slack
I made something out of nothing
Travel with my back pack

What you know about me
Tell them what you know
I cut off all the fakes
I didn't mess with no hoes
Yeah yeah!

From fort Riley
To Killeen, to Washington
& Boston
I grew up from a broke boy
But stay fresh, I'm flossing
Used to look threw those windows
I was really just sight shopping
Made a wish to have guidance
She was in the air, marry poppings

I know I was on my grind
Working hard for all of it
Haters try to steal my shine
They know they will throw a fit
Talk about they making move
They talk like theyre counterfeit
I'm just on my bossin shit
White girl and she kinda thick

I do not play with the bullshit
F*ck what you thought

Boiling flow it's bubbly
Inside a pot
At work I'm on overtime
Transformer bars
On Optimus prime
Smoother than slick
Smoky sticky like slime
Feeling sumblime
Chill with the fam
We passing through life
Got my own studio
Patient with time
Came out my pocket
To take care of mine
Wait till we blow up
Like claymores or mines

All about my business
Staying lowkey in this city
Got my own lab like dexter
Gotta stay away from them dedes
And them f*ck boys who pop shit
Can end up like 50
Dark skin like Wesley snipes
You can call this jack city

You see what I'm doing
And I will not stop
Stacking this money
It floats to the top
Hearing these locals
They rap about cops
F*cking these girls
Or smoking on rocks
When will it stop?
You wanna kill snitches
Rep on the block
It's all just the same shit
You niggas just talk
If you talk shit
Good
I want you to pop
So I can demolish you niggas
See your soul drop
The Feds will lurk
Your family will die of shock
Im similar to a pitbull when I'm Raging
Cuz my jaws will locked
When you see me out just look
Don't talk
Because I warn you nigga it's my Time
Y'all broke the clocks
So don't call for help
This ain't no drake with the hotline

I'm back once again
Recording my songs
Counting these yens
Hear something drop?
RIP TO THE END"
The realist to some
Im fake to pretends
Ask God for forgiveness
For killing you niggas
Thats a sin
I swear when I make it
That's when I will win
Until I d.i.e
For my real plans
When will it stop?
It won't really end
I'm on to the top
It'll never end
Got that helium flow
So I might pop
I won't stop
Flo rida flow
I stay low
So they can't rob
At the stop light
Where the dog bite
People fear in fright
In the late night
It's a bloody night
Oh my!

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